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[ineedavicodin]

Who: Greg House and OPEN
What: He's bored
Where: Mac's Pub
When: This weekend

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[wizard_dresden]

Never let it be said that Dresden chooses to disappoint.

So - hitting a usual haunt. I'm hungry and I have a couple dollars. Also, I haven't had a decent meal in over a week - maybe more. Rosa spoiled me, then disappeared. Sort of. I assume school got in the way. I've seen evidence of her existence.

[wizard_dresden]

"What? That I have access to power that I can use to blow things up, but not to heal my hand?"

I shrug.

"Not really. If I'd spent time focusing on healing magic, I would be able to heal my hand. The ironic side of things is that had I been a healer, I wouldn't need to heal my hand."

[ineedavicodin]

"Huh. See, they never tell you things like that. I never knew you had to pick which area to specialise in. Makes it sound like being a wizard is like being a doctor."

[wizard_dresden]

"I suppose I could specialize in a lot of other areas, but then I'd spend all of my time learning and perfecting and none of my time actually getting anything done. So, it probably is a lot like being a medical specialist."

[ineedavicodin]

"Still seems kind of shitty." He shrugs, stuffs a fork in his mouth. The steak is just too good. "So how do you decide what to specialise in?"

[wizard_dresden]

"It's just what I was best at." I shrug. "Kind of an angry kid. Emotions fuel magic. I had a lot of anger, anger does good with fire, I'm good with fire magic."

At least, that's the way I see it.

[ineedavicodin]

"Makes sense I guess." He's almost finished the steak. Pity, that. He cuts smaller pieces to make it last longer.

[wizard_dresden]

My steak's about the same size as his now - I'd eat slower, but I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to finish the thing for someone squawking at me for some reason or another.

"Sometimes things do that."

(greg and harry)

[ineedavicodin]

"Only sometimes," Greg clarifies, because that needs to be stated. The last bite of steak is followed by a draining of his drink. He's more than satisfied.

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[wizard_dresden]

"Yup."

I arch an eyebrow over the top of my bottle of ale.

"Must not have been too bad, since you hoovered it."

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[ineedavicodin]

"Oh, and you didn't?"

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[wizard_dresden]

"I went a little slower than you did."

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[ineedavicodin]

"Only a little." Greg eyes the meat still standing on Harry's plate.

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[wizard_dresden]

"Trust me, if you try to thieve it, you'll pull back a stump." I even offer a bit of a dog-like growl for emphasis.

Ya just don't get away with snatching a man's steak off his plate. There's not but three or four bites left anyway.

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[ineedavicodin]

"I don't want your germs." Greg makes a face.

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[wizard_dresden]

"Good."

I finish off my steak and pull the last few drops of ale from the bottle.

"What do you want?"